Lyrics:
you wanna get away, my love can take you some place
Where you'll never be discovered (Do you)
I wanna get away, yeah
I wanna get away, yeah
No time
ho)
I wanna be yo let me fuck that nigga down
What’s that? My ghetto love song hahaha
(Set it off, set it off) let’s be friends
(Where my niggas at)
got a problem get you swallowed like a chaser
Model on my arm, no homey I don't have to pay her
All I have to do is tell her where I want to take
I just wanna be like you
Be like you, I wanna be like you, yeah
Be like you
I just wanna be like you
Be like you
Wanna walk in a room
Where everybody
up inside my cell
I just wanna ride that wave
Where I'm going I can't tell
I just wanna find myself
But I'm used to it now
Used to the frown
Looping
Nothing phony, don't hate on me
What you get is what you see
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block
Used
by myself
And I keep the circle little homie
Running through the garden
'Cause it's where I find comfort, Lonely
I don't wanna deal with the snakes
(You've got something on your mind) (I know where it's at)
If you know that you want to get on down
(Wanna get on down) (I know where it's at)
Don't deny
the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash
So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass
'Cause I gotta
Hit the block, count that
I was always taught to get it
All I know is how to get
Where was you
Where was you
Where was you
Where was you
I flipped that pack by my lonely
Till she woke up one day and
Her friend count was zero
Back in '04, there was a really mean blog
Written by girls who hated Katy's songs
Ten years
It all started in 2019 in Tyler
Where I found my passion
Here's a little bit about me
I was sitting in my room by myself I was all alone
And I
Where the bread and butter at I stick with my lettuce
All I need is the meat throwing balls, Ash Ketchum
Wait a minute
From South Park where they killed
a Pelle Pelle off lay-away
Get some Jordans or something or get a TechnoMarine
That's what we wore back then
I made this one beat where I sped up this
froze on the stairs, where's God bumping his ipod,
It's odd, I'll be the lightning rod,
I wanna know,
Where's God? (pitiful that)
Where's God?
Don't you know I got kis by the three
When I chirp, shawty chirp back
Louie knapsack where I'm holding all the work at
What you know about that? What
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
me to do?
We get a blunt and a joint out of [?]
Where I'm from we be actually hoopin' in Jordans
Five dollar white t-shirts and them loose cigarettes
the street homie I'm liable
To get it right then and there
Motherfuckers like, "Where?" he come from?
Got music for days and then some
They were stepping
tell you wrong from right
And you don't wanna work
You just wanna be famous
I don't wanna get a job
I just wanna be famous
And live the better life
I
hear nothin' bout' no keys boy
But it's like everywhere I go
Everybody pull up low by the boatloads (woah)
Then they get on records and
Rap about
challenger
So emcees get your talent up
Why must I build you up to the skill
I'd rather drill this hotness into your head like a skillet
But that would
like a curse,
I just wanna flirt
What part of "No" don't you really understand?
One-syllable word, old man?
You got a problem with my space?
Get your
with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh,
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